Thursday we picked up the trailer, took The Tree OUT of the garage and packed it snugly in a big wood crate. I breathed my first sigh of relief when the whole thing was wrapped in plastic wrap and locked away: done.
95/365: u-haul trailer on 14th avenue
A late-winter portrait of the collective psyche (or is it just me?): salty, cracked, and showing definite signs of wear…
52/365: salt tracks and pavement cracks
On my snowy stroll around the neighborhood, it was clear WHY things like fire hydrants and stop signs (and brake lights) are red. Like cardinals on a snow-covered branch, the blazing scarlet hue could not go unnoticed.
Being a bit color-starved on this mid-winter’s day – I’ll take what I can get.
33/365: fire hydrant & stop sign in snow
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